The Barnyards Of Delgaty - Gaelic Storm

As I came in by Tara Market

Tara Market for tae fee

I met up wi' a famer child

The Barnyards o' Delgaty

Lin-tin-addy, too-rin-addy

Lin-tin-addy, too-rin-ee

Lin-tin-lowrin-lowrin-lowrin

The Barnyards of Delgaty

He promised me the ae best pair

That ever I laid my eyes upon

When I got to the barnyards

There was nothin' there but skin and bone!

Lin-tin-addy, too-rin-addy

Lin-tin-addy, too-rin-ee

Lin-tin-lowrin-lowrin-lowrin

The Barnyards of Delgaty

The old grey horse sat on his rump

The old white mare sat on her whine

When it came to the «Whup» and crack

They shouldn’t rise at yokin' time

Lin-tin-addy, too-rin-addy

Lin-tin-addy, too-rin-ee

Lin-tin-lowrin-lowrin-lowrin

The Barnyards of Delgaty

When I go to the kirk on Sunday

Many’s the bonny lass I see

Sittin' by her father’s side

And winkin' o’er the pews at me!

Lin-tin-addy, too-rin-addy

Lin-tin-addy, too-rin-ee

Lin-tin-lowrin-lowrin-lowrin

The Barnyards of Delgaty

And I can drink and not get drunk

I can fight and not be slain

I can sleep with another man’s wife

And still be welcome to my ayn

Now my candle is burnt out

My snotter’s fairly on the wane

Fare the well ye Barnyards

You’ll never catch me here again!

Lin-tin-addy, too-rin-addy

Lin-tin-addy, too-rin-ee

Lin-tin-lowrin-lowrin-lowrin

The Barnyards of Delgaty